Happy Hump Day! This weeks Wistful/Wanton quotes are both from Chantal Fernando’s Ace of Hearts.
Ace of Hearts is book one in her new Cursed Raven’s MC (motorcycle club) series. I am a huge fan of her earlier Wind Dragons MC club series and had to add this to my reading list ASAP! While I didn’t find myself as addicted to these guys as the Wind Dragon Bikers (seriously, love! Book 1, Dragon’s Lair is one of my most enjoyed biker club novels ever).
The Cursed Ravens have a princess and she’s coming home – both facts unbeknownst to club president and surprise father, Gage. His world is rocked when Erin shows up on his club house foot steps. Immediately, she’s dubbed club princess and off-limits to all members because, father knows best- and he knows his men. Only one club officer can’t keep his heart out of her grasp. Ace is taken with Erin and their connection turned illicit romance will shake up more than club business!
First she’s spicy…
I know better than to command him. He’d probably oblige, just to humor me, but he’d never truly let me be in control. To test this theory, I demand, “Lie back on the bed.”
He walks closer and stands in front of me, his hard, thick cock right in front of my face. “I’ve wanted to do this ever since I laid my eyes on you,” I tell him, taking his cock in my hand and stroking it a few times before sucking it into my mouth…I moan as I take as much of his cock into my mouth that I can manage…
I take him out, and start all over again, using my hand up and down his shaft, licking and sucking the head of him. His fingers squeeze the back of my neck, as he groans and whispers my name.
“Fuckin’ hell,” he curses, his breath hitching as I continue to suck, tease, and lick his cock for the first time. I can tell he’s close by his louder moans and the way his hand tightens on my neck. “I’m going to come, princess.”
I know you are, I want to say, but my mouth is a little full… I listen to his cries of pleasure, his deep moans and sounds as he finishes…his hand loses its hold but stays on my nape, gently stroking my skin. I slide him out of my mouth and glance up at him, a smug look on my face.
“Your mouth, fuck,” he continues, peppering kisses across my cheeks, my forehead, my nose.
“It’s good at more than just witty banter and jokes,” I say, kissing the arch of his neck, and biting down gently on the skin.
“My turn,” he whispers into my ear, moving down my body. Did I mention how happy I am that he’s back?
Then he’s sweet….
“…Babe, you’re going to make it to a hundred. You know why?”
“Why?” I ask warily.
“Because the evil live forever,” he says, chuckling at his own joke.
“Excuse me,” I say, outraged. I slap his delicious behind with my own palms. “You’re the evil one out of us, thank you very much. I’m the sweet, innocent girl you’ve corrupted.” “
You keep telling yourself that, hellfire,” he says, throwing me down on the couch and covering me with his body. “You’re perfect for me, you know that?”
“Thank you for throwing me a birthday party,” I tell him, smiling. “It’s the first one I’ll have had since I was a kid.” “You’re welcome,” he sings in the tune of the Moana song. I burst out laughing.
“Not you too.”
“It’s catchy.”
We share a smile, and then he kisses me gently, deeply,
Nothing like a big lug singing in the tune of Moana to make a girl’s heart kick up a beat. <3
Leave a Reply